The pain finally caught up to Tiger Woods.

Just two days after he beat Rocco Mediate in a U.S. Open playoff Monday, it was announced that Tiger Woods will miss the remainder of the season to undergo surgery on his ACL while also rehabbing a double stress fracture on his left tibia.

This comes two months after he had surgery to clean out cartilage in his left knee and two weeks after he suffered a double stress fracture on his left tibia.

With Woods likely out of competitive golf until January 2009, what will he do to occupy his time?

So glad you asked. Here are TSC’s suggestions:

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Instant analysis: Game 5

The Celtics’ “Point Guard by Committee” approach failed. Not even an And-1 Mixtape Tour could successfully platoon between four different players to run an offense. It just can’t.

And in honor of Doc’s point guard potpourri, here are my scattered thoughts on Game 5:

-THUMBS UP: The Celtics bench. No, no; not the 28 combined points, but the hollering, yelling and attempts at distracting Derek Fisher while he took wide open three pointers from the corner. (How can that not be a technical, when a few magic words incites an automatic “T”?) Regardless, their intensity remains unmatched — always standing and rowdy like a high school baseball third base coach — compared to the lifeless, deadbeat Lakers bench. At one point, it looked like James Posey reached his hands out for a block from the bench. But hey, if they’re not going to call Kobe’s reach on the Paul Pierce game-clinching steal, then why not be consistent?

-THUMBS UP SOMEONE ELSE’S ANUS (yeah that’s weird, but this is, too): The strangest halftime heart-warming one-on-one with Bill and Luke Walton. It just felt like that cheesy children show on PBS, reaching a moral after the way-too-obvious punchline question. In this case, Young Walton struck the mood by asking Daddy, “But you picked BOSTON??” William replied with the assurance “professional pick” line, then dropping a teary-eyed, obligatory, “but I love you so much, son” over-dramatized moment.

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